「Atem doesn't move away from his friend, not because he knows what Carlisle might be going through, but because he also needs him to be there, to ground him on his reality. He's no king, he has no real power to seal the demon, he has no right to give away the life he was given for a second chance, whether his Gods had intended him to last that long or not; and lastly, Carlisle, Atem should not be making his friend suffer so much, he should not be souring the little existence he might or not have, he should be there for him.

The teen dries his hears with his sleeve, trying not to give them so much importance.」

I... think I did. You gave voice to what some people would never dare to say, Carlisle. You have my thanks, for your honesty.

「And he attempts a little smile. It might be a little broken but it's genuine. He then brings up the page with the questionable notes, he gives it a through stare for a moment before he rips it in several pieces.」